Dandelions

I’d collage my day with observations she’d make. I never knew dandelions had meaning until she handed me one. Dandelions grew in packs. The weaker ones sprouted along the sides, giving the pack a body; the body was curved like her ass, bundled in light blue jeans. The petals were yellow like her hair. I’d wait for her to get …

It’s Not You (Well Actually, It Is): The Fundamentals of Breaking-Up

Breaking up with someone – whether it’s over the phone, in-person or through another person – can be the easiest or hardest thing to do. Multiple questions pop into your mind before you reach for the phone or murmur, “We need to talk:” Am I making the right decision? Would it work if we stayed friends? Should I give him/her …